Roger Federer moves like a whisper and executes like a wrecking ball. It is simply impossible to explain how he does what he does.

She wants to play. No one's forcing her.

I just stare at the floor or whisper to my friend about anything.

We've been a little unlucky in how the ball moves sometimes. We're able to take some positives out of our losses and overall, we've been able to respond, and we're making good progress.

Nothing is impossible, you simply just have to believe it.

Periods of nostalgia are impossible to predict or explain.